Show & Sell

I don’t fuck around debating, calling for a committee meeting, throwing a hundred different ideas in the mix before making a fucking decision.

My motto is that a quick decision is a good decision.

Okay, so maybe I’ve regretted the odd act here or there, but overall, I grab life by the fucking balls and turn it to my advantage.

When I reach the door, I put her back down.

“Tell me, Mr. Grayson,” Aurora whispers as I fumble with the key to my own door. “Is now a good time to show how thankful I am?”

Before I can respond, she drops to her knees and unzips my pants.

Now I drop the key instead of putting it into the hole. This woman is something else. No one has ever been able to turn my head the way she can.

“Are you looking for these?” She holds up the key with her left hand as her right hand releases my massive cock through my open pants.

If I don’t fucking get into the apartment, I think I might spray my cum all over the grey walls of the hallway.

When I finally unlock the door, we both almost tumble through it. I catch myself at the last minute and pull Aurora to her feet.

My right foot kicks the door shut, and I feel her flinch a little when it slams into the lock.

She drops back to her knees. “Now, where was I?”

Despite my cock’s protests, I pull her up and away.

“Not yet,” I growl and drag her behind me into the living area.

Here, I throw her onto the black leather couch and take a deep breath. She giggles.

“How about another drink?”

Aurora pouts. “I was about to get myself something.”

I groan and watch as she glides out of her pants and top. Then she slides onto the floor and slithers toward me, snake-like. It’s a fucking turn on if ever I saw one.

She stretches her arms out in front of her and pulls her body forward. Her tits scrape on my floor, as does her pussy.

When she’s at my feet, she gets to her hands and knees. I feel as if I’m about to lose my mind.

What the fuck is going on?

I never lose control of a situation. Women do as I command. Not the other way around.

Somehow, I don’t think Aurora would listen to me right now. She’s in her own power.

Mesmerized, I watch her piano fingers work on getting my pants off. In less than a second, I feel the warmth of her breath on my cock.

My cock’s so hard, ready to make her mine.

If she keeps going, I think I’ll come before she can even put my cock between those delicious fucking lips of hers.

To regain some control, I grab her hair to pull her forward onto me. There’s a bit of resistance, the type you get from a door that has not been opened in a while, but then she accepts her fate.

She takes all of me into her without any fucking problem. There’s no hesitation, just action.

Aurora really is a girl after my own heart. Action, I’m all about action. It’s action that propels you forward in life.

Inaction makes you stale. If you want something, you go for it and don’t wait for someone to hand it to you on a silver platter.

People think I don’t know how to work, because I was born rich. Fucking ignorant dickheads. Our father was a hard man—a disciplinarian. I knew what fucking hard work was before my thirteenth birthday.

Usually, I don’t feel emotions when I fuck. When I fuck, it’s about the act and not the emotion.

But this girl is different. I feel strange things—new things, like lust and love and desire all combined into one. And most of all, I feel possessive of her. I feel like she’s mine already.

And when she starts sucking my cock hard and fast, I damn near lose it. The sight of those perfect, full lips straining to contain my giant member is enough to put me over the edge—but I hold back.

I thrust my cock toward her. I let my fingers grip her hair and tug at it.

Her fingers join in the magic of her mouth. Before I know what’s happening, she cupping her soft hands around my balls. She squeezes gently and runs her tongue along the length of my shaft.

I start to thrust my pelvis hard and fast into those delicate features of her face. She matches my movements. Her tongue wraps around my massive shaft and licks it as if it’s an ice cream cone.

Deep within my abdomen, a tiny flame flickers and steadily grows. It flickers and grabs my insides.

Brighter and brighter, it burns and starts to rip through me at breakneck speed. It’s the speed I travel on my bike down the freeway.

It seems impossible, but I feel my fucking cock grow bigger with each inward thrust. Aurora sucks harder and harder, as if she’s trying to suck my juices out of me instead of waiting for me to erupt inside of her.